my oc sam (discontinued & outdated)

school EA (not story related)(sfw)

It’s not a love story!

  I was standing on the balcony with the door partly open, admiring the pixelated city lights and night sky. I’ve been doing almost nothing but this every night. I’ve thought of making friends, but I've never been good at socializing. I kind of miss 5.0... but I hate him more because of it.   When my phone started ringing, I almost jumped off the balcony. That would’ve been instant death... I turned around, opened the balcony door a bit more and walked to the table where I left my phone. Once I answered it and put it up to my left ear, I heard a familiar male voice telling me to go over to his house. “...5.0?” I whispered. “Yeah that’s me. Well, that’s what I'm supposed to be called, at least.” he replied. I wasn’t sure whether I should hang up or not.   “Sam? Are you okay? Come over to my house so I can speak to you normally.” I thought for a moment. “No.” I managed to say and ended the call. I stood there, expecting another call from him so I could block his number, but after a few minutes... nothing happened. I sighed and went back towards the balcony but stopped when I saw a tall figure standing by the edge. They were facing away from me, so I couldn’t see who it was. I quickly shut the balcony door and ran to my room. I didn’t have a lock on it but i closed it anyway. Without turning the lights on, I went into my closet and hid in the corner with a stick about four feet long in my right hand. It’s from karate but that’s a different story.  

I heard glass shatter near the living room. Moments later, my door slowly opened and the figure from earlier walked in. They came over to the closet, causing me to jump out and try to hit them with the stick... but I missed. They stopped me by blocking it with their arm and grabbed my wrist to stop me from trying to hit them. 

My eyes widened in shock and possibly terror. I yelped in surprise when they lifted me above the ground, holding me in some sort of cradling position. My eyes started to focus in the dark and I had finally realized who this person was. I heard something hit the floor, which was the stick I just let go of by accident. 

“Well now. Look at you. So scared, small and weak. You should let me stay here and be your bodyguard.” A deep yet unsettling voice spoke. I stared at the man for a few moments before slapping the left side of 5.0’s face and tried to get him to let go. He smirked. “So, you think you’re so tough now, eh?” I frowned and flipped over out of 5.0’s grasp. I fell to the ground, feeling slight pain, but I stood up quickly and ran out of the room, ignoring it. 5.0 seemed to have followed me in a way that seemed as if he couldn’t run. 

I ran into the living room and grabbed a reddish-pink metallic looking object off the chair. I set it on my arm and it dissolved into my skin. When I turned around, 5.0 was standing next to the couch. “GO!” I yelled darkly as I pointed towards the balcony door. 5.0 looked frustrated and shook his head. “Not unless you come with.” Me as my usual self, would get angrier every time 5.0 said something. “Go now otherwise I'll tear you apart.” 5.0 took a step back as he stared at me, I stared back and tried not to show any emotion. He glanced down at my lower arm, causing me to roll down my sleeve cautiously.    “Hey.” 5.0 whispered. I looked down at the floor, uncertain of what to do, but now that I’m fully charged, or maybe half way... if he tries to take advantage of me, I really could tear him apart. I heard him walk closer. I looked back up and he was right in front of me. 5.0 lifted me up with both arms around my waist as if he was hugging me, but it was some sort of hug-hold type of thing. He started walking out of the broken balcony door with me in his arms, even though he probably knew that wherever he’s going is some place I don’t want to go. I ignored it and started feeling sleepy. I guess I wasn’t as charged up as I thought. 5.0 wouldn’t hurt me if I was asleep, right? We’ve never tried to physically hurt each other until today. Well technically he’s never tried to. I did because I thought he was a murderer. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.